years ago I used to live in a apartment-sharing community. we had dead mice in the kitchen (under the fridge or behind the oven) several times. the smell is horrible! even to think of it gives me the creeps.

your hirer should bring you a bag of weed to make it easier to endure the stench!!!!!!

My brother actually broke a wall because of a dead rat. it's horrible.

I once missed the pan while taking a dump, i was drunk, and without realising it had crapped on the floor just under the u-bend. It was left there for days, and there was this god awful smell. We tried all sorts of deodarisers to get rid of the smell. When we found the offending item (a couple of weeks later) we had to cut away at the carpet round the turd to get rid of it.

Goddamn wallrats.

The simple solution is clearly to introduce cockroaches into your house who will feast upon the rat-carcass.

Problem solved!

Then introduce praying mantis into the house to eat the cockroaches.

We're putting out fires all over today here in Britain.

tommydski wrote:We're putting out fires all over today here in Britain.

The other solution - burn your building down.

It's this kind of problem solving that builds empires, my friends.

i have had a dead rat in the wall and it takes a couple of weeks for the smell to disappear. unfortunately unless you start taking an ax to the wall, you'll have to be patient.

i also had a cat die in a house once. we had thought the cat ran away and searched the neighborhood about a week before. then one day i started smelling an awful smell but didn't think too much of it because my brother that i was living with at the time was a slob and had left plates of food out. then a little while later, after cleaning up his mess, the house still smelled horrible. searching around for the smell, i lifted up a reclining chair and found the cat under there. it had swelled up from rotting and let out this nasty breathing type of sound when the air released from not having the pressure of the chair on it. not a very good way to find a cat.

did finding the cat blow your fucking mind? that is a messed up story!

Just yesterday, my wife and I had to pay a furnace repair guy $100 to open up the heating ducts in the basement and get a dead mouse out of there. Every day for a week you'd walk into the house and it stunk like rotting corpse, and since I work here it sucked the wang big time. John W., you have my sympathies. Someone even sent my wife a sonet on the subject, which can be found here:

http://tinyurl.com/ycvock

Oh, and in my bachelor days, a mouse died on a dropped ceiling panel in my bathroom. For days, I kept thinking, "Jesus, I can't smell THAT bad, can I?" until I found the source of the stench. How can something that small smell so bad and so strong? Feh!